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"How come you feed Trix cereal to baby goats and baby goats only?" Danny asked his aunt as he watched her feed the colorful cereal to a small goat.

She laughed and responded, "Silly Danny, Trix are for kids!"

danny phantom au where aunt alicia has a baby goat she feeds trix cereal to

#danny phantom #reallybaddpfic #dpfic

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There was a great big flash, everything just changed, and his molecules got all rearranged. 'Rearranged' means to change the position, time, or order of something. In this context, Danny's molecules rearranged themselves by changing their order inside his body into becoming a phantom. A phantom is a ghost.

danny phantom au where the entire show was written by lemony snicket

#danny phantom #reallybaddpfic #dpfic

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types of bugs 🐛

( @reallydumbdannyphantomaus @reallydumbdannyphantomfics @reallydumdbannyphantomaus )

#SHDHFHFHGGJHKKH

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Bug stood in the center of the Denny's parking lot, foot tapping against the ground, and stared down the three clones standing before them.

"You're Bug," they said, pointing at @daddyphannypack .

"You're Bug," they added, pointing at @reallydumdbannyphantomaus .

"You're Bug," they finally said, pointing at @reallydumbdannyphantomfics . Then they pointed at themself and cried out, "I'M Bug! Are there any other Bugs I should know about?!"

@daddyphannypack EXCUSE YOU THERE CAN BE ONLY ONE ALTER BUG AND THAT'S ME

#reallybaddpfic #reallybadphandomfic #dpfic #phandom

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@daddyphannypack EXCUSE YOU THERE CAN BE ONLY ONE ALTER BUG AND THAT'S ME

#alpha bug posts #bet you thought you'd seen the last of me

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According to all known laws of aviation, there is no way a ghost should be able to fly. It has no wings to get its fat little body off the ground. The ghost, of course, flies anyway because ghosts don't care what humans think is impossible. White, black. White, black. White, black. White, black. Ooh, black and white! Let's shake it up a little. Danny! Breakfast is ready! Coming! Hang on a second. Hello? Danny? Tucker? Can you believe this is happening? I can't. I'll pick you up. Looking sharp. Use the stairs. Your father paid good money for those. Sorry, I'm excited. Here's the graduate. We're very proud of you, son. A perfect report card, all B's. Very proud. Mom! I got a thing going here. You got slime on your ectoplasm. Ow! That's me! Wave to us! We'll be in row 118,000. Bye! Danny, I told you, stop flying in the house! Hey, Tucker. Hey, Danny. Is that ectoplasm gel? A little. Special day, graduation. Never thought I'd make it. Three days grade school, three days high school. Those were awkward. Three days college. I'm glad I took a day and hitchhiked around the ghost zone. You did come back different. Hi, Danny. Johnny, growing a mustache? Looks good. Hear about Box Ghost? Yeah. You going to the funeral? No, I'm not going. Everybody knows, you blast someone, you die. Don't waste it on a squirrel. Such a hothead. I guess he could have just gotten out of the way. I love this incorportating an amusement park into our day. That's why we don't need vacations. Boy, quite a bit of pomp... under the circumstances. Well, Tucker, today we are men. We are! Ghost-men. Amen! Hallelujah! Students, faculty, distinguished ghosts, please welcome Edward Lancer. Welcome, graduating class of......9:15. That concludes our ceremonies. And begins your career at Ecto Industries! Will we pick our job today? I heard it's just orientation. Heads up! Here we go. Keep your hands and tails inside the tram at all times. Wonder what it'll be like? A little scary. Welcome to Ecto, a division of Ectoco, and a part of the Ectogon Group. This is it! Wow. Wow. We know that you, as a ghost, have worked your whole life to get to the point where you can work for your whole life. Ectoplasm begins when our valiant Halfas bring the soul to the ghost zone. Our top-secret formula is automatically color-corrected, scent-adjusted and bubble-contoured into this soothing sweet slime with its distinctive green glow you know as...ectoplasm! That girl was hot. She's my cousin! She is? Yes, we're all cousins. Right. You're right. At Ecto, we constantly strive to improve every aspect of ghost existence. These ghosts are stress-testing a new helmet technology. What do you think he makes? Not enough. Here we have our latest advancement, the Hartman. What does that do? Catches that little strand of peace that hangs after the show is over. Kills us millions. Can anyone work on the Hartman? Of course. Most ghost obsessions are small ones. But ghosts know that every small obsession, if it's done well, means a lot. But choose carefully because you'll stay with the obsession you pick for the rest of your afterlife. The same job the rest of your afterlife? I didn't know that. What's the difference? You'll be happy to know that ghosts, as a species, haven't had one day off in 27 million years. So you'll just work us to double-death? We'll sure try. Wow! That blew my mind! "What's the difference?" How can you say that? One obsession forever? That's an insane choice to have to make. I'm relieved. Now we only have to make one decision in afterlife. But, Tucker, how could they never have told us that? Why would you question anything? We're ghosts. We're the most perfectly functioning society on a mirror dimension to Earth. You ever think maybe things work a little too well here? Like what? Give me one example. I don't know. But you know what I'm talking about. Please clear the gate. Royal Fright Force on approach. Wait a second. Check it out. Hey, those are Halfas! Wow. I've never seen them this close. They know what it's like outside the ghost zone. Yeah, but some don't come back.

Hey, Halfas! Hi, Halfas! You guys did great! You're monsters! You're sky freaks! I love it! I love it! I wonder where they were. I don't know. Their day's not planned. Outside the ghost zone, flying who knows where, doing who knows what. You can't just decide to be a Halfa. You have to be bred for that. Right. Look, that's more souls than you and I will see in an afterlifetime. It's just a status symbol. Ghosts make too much of it. Perhaps. Unless you're wearing it and the ladies see you wearing it. Those ladies? Aren't they our cousins too? Distant. Distant. Look at these two. Couple of Zone Zarrys. Let's have fun with them. It must be dangerous being a Halfa. Yeah. Once a bear pinned me against a mushroom! He had a paw on my throat, and with the other, he was slapping me! Oh, my! I never thought I'd knock him out. What were you doing during this? Trying to alert the authorities. I can autograph that. A little gusty out there today, wasn't it, comrades? Yeah. Gusty. We're hitting a soul patch six miles from here tomorrow. Six miles, huh? Danny! A puddle jump for us, but maybe you're not up for it. Maybe I am. You are not! We're going 0900 at J-Gate. What do you think, spooky-boy? Are you ghost enough? I might be. It all depends on what 0900 means. Hey, Ecto! Dad, you surprised me. You decide what you're interested in? Well, there's a lot of choices. But you only get one. Do you ever get bored having the same obsession every day? Son, let me tell you about thermos making. You grab those materials, and you just build them. You get yourself into a rythm. It's a beautiful thing. You know, Dad, the more I think about it, maybe the gadget field just isn't right for me. You were thinking of what, singing? That's a bad job for a guy with a ghostly wail. Maddie, your son's not sure he wants to go into gadgets! Danny, you are so funny sometimes. I'm not trying to be funny. You're not funny! You're going into gadgets. Our son, the thermos maker! You're gonna be a thermos maker? No one's listening to me! Wait till you see the materials I have. I could say anything right now. I'm gonna get a ghoul tattoo! Let's open some ectoplasm and celebrate! Maybe I'll pierce my ghost tail. Remove my fangs. Shack up with a vampire. Get a gold tooth and call everybody "dawg"! I'm so proud. We're starting work today! Today's the day. Come on! All the good jobs will be gone. Yeah, right.

i was gonna do the whole movie but then i forgot about this and i just now remembered this existed in my drafts so just take this

danny phantom au where according to all known laws of aviation there is no way a bee should be able to fly its wings are too small to get its fat little body off the ground the bee of course flies anyway because bees dont care what humans think is impossible yellow black yellow black yellow black yellow black ooh black and yellow lets shake it up a little

#reallybaddpfic #dpfic #Danny Phantom #the bee movie

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“Are you sure about that?” asks Danny and pulls out a gun.

danny phantom au where danny has the power to kill lexx

#i havent used this blog in ages but i saw this post and had to log on #reallybaddpfic #dpfic #Danny Phantom

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“Can I write something last-minute super quickly on the final day of the Phic Phight?” I ask myself.

Turns out the answer to that is yes.

This is for @bibliophileap‘s prompt: “A sibling is genuinely disconcerted by another sibling’s laughter.”

My team leader is @currently-lurking.

Word count: 1423

TW: sort of horror-ish i guess

The first thing they remember is darkness.

But that’s not true, is it? There are other memories in their head, but they feel wrong. As if they’re not their own. It doesn’t make much sense. Who else’s memories could they be?

It doesn’t matter. The first thing they remember which they’re sure is their own memory is darkness. Utter, suffocating darkness. They feel their breath quicken. Where are they? They try to move, but there’s not much space. They’re in some sort of tube. How did they get here?

And, now that they think about it…who are they?

It is in the midst of these questions that the darkness is finally broken by light. Air rushes into the tube, and they can breathe more easily. They gasp and stumble forward, and they are caught by someone. When they look up to see who this someone is, they are met with the dark blue eyes.

“This is…new,” the man who caught them says. “I’ve never had a girl before.”

A girl? They look down at themself and…of course, how did she not see this sooner? She is a girl. But it feels…wrong, like she’s not supposed to be. But that’s a silly feeling, isn’t it?

“…Who am I?” she asks. The man smiles.

“I think I’ll call you…Danielle.”

That man told her much about herself, and her situation. His name is Vlad, and he’s her father. The mansion she is wandering through right now is their house. It was odd to think that she lives in such a big, fancy place. It clashes with her not-her-memories…but then again, so does everything else.

Vlad told her that she is free to explore the mansion while he works away in his lab. What he is working on, she doesn’t know, but she bets it’s something important. She looks around curiously at the room she has wandered in, which is filled with Packers merch. This is the third room she’s found so far with such contents. Her dad must really love football.

She decides to go walk through a wall, which is apparently something she can do. For some reason, she has a feeling that this ability is quite rare, though she can’t tell why she feels that way. Just like she can’t tell her not-memories.

As she phases completely through the wall, she is met with…another Packers room. Man is her dad a big fan. She rolls her eyes at the hideous green-and-yellow, but then looks at a trophy case with some thought. A grin breaks out on her face as she gains an idea. Vlad warned her not to move anything, but he didn’t say anything about borrowing something and putting it back. And besides, she wants to test out her intangibility.

She phases her hands through the glass case and clasps them around a trophy. To her elation, she is able to touch it while still being intangible in the arms. She pulls the trophy to see if she can turn it, too, intangible through the glass.

But the trophy doesn’t leave the shelf. Instead, it tilts forward with an audible click. Suddenly, the shelf begins to move, causing her to jump back in surprise. She watches as the trophy case is rotated outward, revealing a dark passageway behind.

Cautiously, she peeks inside. She can make out faint stairs leading downward. She hesitates. Vlad did say she can explore wherever she wants in the mansion, so…

She goes down the stairs.

It is dark, but she can still see. She realizes that’s because her eyes are glowing. This, like her ability to go through walls, feels like a rare ability. But she doesn’t question it. It’s helpful to her, so why should she?

She stops when she reaches the bottom of the stairs, and her feet touch something wet. She looks down and makes a disgusted noise. Her foot is in something green. In fact, the entire floor is covered by this green, goopy substance. She quickly pulls her foot out.

There is a sound. It sounds like someone moaning. She snaps her head up and looks around, but the glow of her eyes doesn’t reach far enough for her to see everything. “Is someone there?” she calls out hesitantly. No answer.

She lifts herself into the air…oh, yeah, this is another ability she has. Flying. She flies over the green substance on the floor and toward the direction she thinks she heard the moan from. “Hello?”

There is silence at first. Then laughter. She whips her head around to look at the laughter’s source, and she

SCREAMS.

Sitting in the corner is what might have been a boy at some point, but is now a melting…thing. An entire half of his face is green and dripping onto the floor. Oh, god…is the stuff on the floor his remains?

The boy-thing is laughing. She gulps and says, “What are you?”

The question makes him laugh even harder. “Me? I’m your brother, of course.” And he laughs again.

His laughter sends goosebumps through her flesh, and she wants to yell at him to stop. Instead, she says, “You’re lying. You can’t be my brother.”

“And why not?” He grins at her, or at least half-grins, because like I said…half his face is melting. “Vlad made me, just like he made you. Therefore, we’re siblings.”

“Vlad would never make something like you,” she rebuts. “You’re…”

“A monster? A failure?” He leans forward, his half-grin still plastered on his half-face. “Everyone here is a failure.”

“Everyone?”

The boy laughs again, and he gestures with his melting arm across the room. “Did you think I was the only one brought here? We had many brothers, but they all failed. So dear old Dad brought them here, because they’re failures.”

“You’re not making any sense!” she yells. Her hands are shaking now, and she doesn’t know why. “Failures? Fail at what?”

“Failure at being the perfect son,” he says simply. “And you…. You’re a failure for sure.”

She’s trembling now. Her body feels like it can’t hold itself together. “I’m not!” she insists. “I’m not like you!”

“Really?” He leans forward towards her, his melting eyes stuck to her, his half-grin wider than ever. “Then why are you melting?”

She looks down at herself. And she screams. Her hands are turning green and liquid. Her body is falling apart. She screams, and he laughs.

“Shut up!” she cries. When he doesn’t, she grits her teeth and shouts, “SHUT UP!”

She pushes her hands forward, and a blast comes out from her palms. It hits him square in the chest, and he finally shuts up. He shuts up because he’s nothing but green liquid now.

A sob racks her body, and she falls to the floor. She can’t tell anymore which part of the green substance was already there and which is coming from her body. She stares at herself and she cries and cries.

Footsteps are heard coming down the stairs. “What on earth—” Vlad appears in her vision, and he is shocked. “Danielle?”

She looks up helplessly at him. “I don’t know what’s happening,” she says. “I d-don’t—I—”

“Shhh,” he whispers and crouches next to her. “It’s alright. Just…focus on breathing, okay?”

She does as she is told. Breathe in, breathe out. In, out. In, out. Finally, the terror leaves her body, and she feels like she can hold herself together again. When she looks down at herself, that seems to be the case. She stopped melting.

“You weren’t supposed to come down here,” Vlad says.

She is quiet for a moment, then looks up at her father. “Am I…a failure?”

Vlad’s lips press into a thin line. “I wouldn’t say that,” he carefully tells her. “I’d say you’re more of a…work in progress.” When she tilts her head in confusion, he continues, “You’re not perfect. But you’re not a hopeless case, either. In fact, you’re the most stable—” he hesitates— “child,” he smiles, “that I’ve had.”

She looks at the corner, where the boy had been before he completely melted. “Then—he really was my brother?” she asks softly. Fearfully.

“Ah,” he says. “I’m afraid so. But don’t worry. I’ll make sure you don’t end up like him.”

“How?” she asks, gazing at her father desperately.

A sly grin makes its way onto his face. “Actually, you can help with that.”

She perks up eagerly. “Really?”

“Of course!” He nods. “All you need to do is bring me a boy named Danny Fenton.”

#phic phight #phic phight 19 #Danny Phantom #dani phantom #void writes #notabadfic

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AFTER 8000 YEARS I AM FINALLY DONE

This is for @lunagalemaster‘s Phic Phight prompt: “Phriendship or Pitch Pearl- After very long and heartfelt discussions, Fenton and Phantom decided that they would live their lives as their own people. Years later, Fenton has grown up, but Phantom is still 14.” (I took a LOT of liberties with this prompt, so I’m sorry if this isn’t what you wanted.)

My team leader is @currently-lurking.

Word count: 11824

TW: death

#phic phight #phic phight 19 #Danny Phantom #pitch pearl #void writes #notabadfic

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i reached 6000 words!

You’re probably wondering by now why I haven’t posted any fic related to the phic phight. Truth is, I’ve been working on the same phic throughout this whole month.

It’s almost at 5000 words now.

I’m only almost halfway done.

#void posts #notabadfic

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You’re probably wondering by now why I haven’t posted any fic related to the phic phight. Truth is, I’ve been working on the same phic throughout this whole month.

It’s almost at 5000 words now.

I’m only almost halfway done.

#asdfghjkk im worried i wont be able to finish it by april 30th #i got super carried away ok #void posts #phic phight

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Cross My Heart

fanfiction

856 words

theres like two swear words

Wes meets Dani for the first time.

Prompt by @reallydumbdannyphantomfics

It was an average day. The teenagers just got out of school and everyone was off to do their own thing.

Get a snack at the Nasty Burger.

Football practice.

Homework.

But there was one stubborn, insufferable boy who was up to no good.

Being a not so average person.

Wes Weston.

He was conniving again, looking up around every corner and at every tree, trying to find something. Anything.

A gray blur smeared across the sky and Wes finally found what he was looking for.

“Hey Fenton!” He yelled at the sky.

He ran after the ghost boy, trying to keep an eye on him as he zipped through the sky. Suddenly, he dipped in between the buildings.

Wes took out his camera and got ready, sneaking up around the corner.

He jumped out right as he saw a white flash of light, camera recording.

But it wasn’t Fenton.

He was met with… Some other Fenton?

A girl a few years younger than him had a white ring traveling over her body, revealing a human body underneath.

She looked up and started walking out of the alley when she saw him there. She yelped, hands forming into fists, feet taking a defense stance.

“Who are you?” She said, eyebrows drawn down. “What did you see?”

Wes, mouth wide open, just stared at her, flabbergasted.

“Who are you?” Wes shouted. “I thought I was following Danny!”

“I am Dani.”

Wes squinted, thoroughly confused.

“Wait, Fenton, are you saying you got turned into a girl?” Wes whispered.

The girl, “Danny”, squinted her eyes and looked at him like he was stupid.

“If that were even the case, which it’s not, how would that even be possible?”

Wes shrugged his shoulders. “I don’t know. You’re a ghost, that shouldn’t be possible-”

Suddenly Wes was being slammed into the brick wall behind him. Out of breath, he looked down at the little girl who should not be able to man handle a man.

“How do you know that?” She hissed out.

Wes gulped. “Uh… Well you know Phantom, right?”

“…right.”

“Well.” Wes said. “He sort of looks just like Danny Fenton? I’ve seen him transform and everything.

“I have no proof though. The brat just likes to torture me.” He mumbled.

“But now!” He exclaimed, pushing away from the wall. “This will help me prove to every one that I am not Phantom!”

The girl’s eyes darted to the camera before letting out a yelp. Floating up off the ground, she ripped it out of Wes’s hands.

“Hey!” He shouted. “Give that back!”

“I can’t!” She yelled, panic in her voice. She hugged the camera to her stomach.

“If this gets out he’ll find me!”

Wes scrunched up his brow in confusion. “Who? Danny?”

She rolled her eyes. “No, stupid.”

“Then who?”

She didn’t answer him, just clutched at the camera like her life depended on it.

Who else would be looking for besides Danny? Danny’s dad? No he wasn’t scary enough.

Who else would it be though? Who would be scary and vile enough to-.

Wes’s eyes widened in realization.

“Vlad.”

The girl jolted as if she’d been slapped before nodding.

“The fucker.” Wes hissed. “Always being everyone’s problem.”

He looked up at the frightened girl, who still looked an awful lot like Fenton.

“What is he to you anyways?”

She floated back to the ground, still clutching the camera.

“He’s my dad.” Her eyebrows furrowed. “Kinda. Not really.” She took a deep breath and looked Wes in the eyes.

“I’m Danny’s clone.”

Wes’s eyes widened. The similarity was there, yeah, but Vlad was so far gone he was cloning people?

Really?

Wes made a grab motion with his hand. “If you give me the camera I can delete the footage.”

She made no move towards him. “What if you’re lying?”

“I’m not. Cross my heart and hope to die.” He made an x shape on his chest.

The girl snorted, before handing the camera over.

As Wes went through the settings, he started talking again. “Vlad and I aren’t besties either. He can rot in hell for all I care. He’s probably already there.”

“How do you know Vlad?”

“My dad works for him.” He shook his head. “Can’t seem to understand that Vlad is a fruitloop.

“And, done!”

He held the camera out in front of him in a tada motion, smiling at the girl, who smiled back.

“Thanks for that. I appreciate it a lot.”

He waved off her reply. “No biggie. Hey, so what was your name?”

“I told you already. I’m Dani, with an ‘I’.”

Wes held his hand out in front of him. “Nice to meet you, ‘Dani with an ‘I’.”

Dani reached out her hand and shook his. “And your name?”

“Wes. Wes Weston.”

“Nice to meet you, Wes. But I gotta jet. I was supposed to meet Danny today. Bye!” She started running off but just before she turned the corner she faced him again.

“No spying on us!”

And then she was gone.

Wes looked at the camera in his hand, and hit the power button, turning it off.

#reblog #notabadfic #phic phight

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Sitting in a Tree

For the Phic Phight 2019, organized by @currently-lurking and @ibelieveinahappilyeverafter.

ao3 | ffn

Prompt: "Wes meets Dani for the first time.“ - @reallydumbdannyphantomfics

Word count: 1267

"Whatcha doin?”

Wes screamed and dropped his camera, the strap jerking into his neck. He screamed again as he lost his balance on the branch he had been clinging to, slowly slipping from it, he was at least 50 feet in the air he was dead if he fell–

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#NICE #reblog #notabadfic #phic phight

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Accident

For the Phic Phight 2019, organized by @currently-lurking and @ibelieveinahappilyeverafter.

ao3 | ffn

Prompt: "Logically, Danny knew that ghosts are dead people. He just didn’t expect someone close to him to become one. (TW: death)“ - @reallydumbdannyphantomfics

TW: Major Character Death

Word count: 281

He didn’t mean to. Everything was moving so quickly and she was on his tail and that blast he narrowly avoided threw rubble everywhere and he only threw that ectoblast back at her to put some distance between them but it went too high and hit some of the rubble and exploded it around them and some of it clogged the engines in her sled and by the time he knew what was happening she was halfway to the ground.

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#nice #reblog #notabadfic #phic phight

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"SO, DANNY, YOU AND YOUR FRIENDS WANNA HUNT GHOSTS?!"

"uh, actually, dad, i wanna be an astronaut"

"sorry mr fenton, i used to be into ghosts, but theyre so mainstream now, theyre like cellphones"

"waste these good looks and charisma fighting ghosts, no way"

"WELL IF YOU DO WANNA HUNT GHOSTS--!"

danny phantom au where there’s only one voice actor who says everything the exact same way in the exact same tone for everyone’s lines, except for jack, whose lines they scream

#reallybaddpfic #dpfic #danny phantom

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"What are you up to now, Technus?" Danny demanded, his fists lit up with energy.

Technus grinned and held up a device in his hands. "I have created an invention that lets me control televisions!"

Danny lowered his fists slightly. "So...you created...a remote."

"Well, yes," Technus replied, "a SUPER remote!" He pointed it at a nearby TV that was playing The Cat in the Hat (2003). The screen changed to static. The lights began turning on and off. Danny gulped and stared at the television.

A hand came out the screen, and it was slowly followed by the rest of the furry creature's body. At last, the infamous hat apppeared sat upon none other than the Cat in the Hat's head.

"One fish, two fish," the cat sang and held eyes with Danny. "You're going down, bitch."

"WhAT Th E H ELL-"

danny phantom au where danny fights the live action cat in the hat

#reallybaddpfic #dpfic #danny phantom

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damn, nice

@reallydumbdannyphantomfics , its brine or die. Gimmie your salt. Prompt: After D-Stabilized, Valerie now knows about the existence of halfas. She starts to notice similarities between Fenton and Phantom. Characters: Danny, Valerie -reveal- Words: 1260

#reblog #notabadfic #phic phight